I have not looked at a newspaper in twenty years; if one is brought into the room, I flee. This is not because I am indifferent but because one cannot follow every road.

Do not take up cause against the inaccuracies printed about you. They are your protection.

People seek escape in myth by any means at their disposal, including drugs, alcohol, meditation, and lies.

If a hermit lives in a state of ecstasy, his lack of comfort becomes the height of comfort. He must relinquish it.

Whatever the public blames you for, cultivate it; it is yourself.

The hot hall full of painted girls and American soldiers is a saloon in some Western film. This noise drenches us, wakens us to do something else. It shows us a lost path.

I am burning myself up and will always do so.